The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

Everyone's eyes silently passed over the young boy's body.

Why, I’m still embarrassed.

"So delicate, those hands, kiss and lick the fingers of our baby. Oh, my poor little one, just like a little prince in trouble. I will reward the host and ask him to send a pair of warm gloves. To our baby."

"So tender and smooth. If I feel it a little too much, and then do something - blush. It feels like the skin on my hands will be scratched."

"Don't do this little thing, your pants will fly off my face."

"Anchor, anchor, why are you so kind this time and start live broadcasting again?"

The silent man who inadvertently glanced at the young man paused for a moment, and Lin Qi said in his mind: "777."

"Pa—" the barrage was turned off.

Lin Qi: "Doing tasks beyond your authority without authorization?"

777 said to his host flatteringly: "I just thought that since I have so much time, why not take advantage of now to meet the needs of the audience before the barrage, so that they can see more of the person in the team."

"If we fulfill their wishes, they will like us even more. We will also give us more rewards in the future. Host, isn't this good?"

Lin Qi Tang Dao hacked a deformed monster to death, and asked: "When we didn't open it before, wouldn't we reward it much?"

777 was speechless.

There seems to be quite a lot.

But their live broadcast system originally existed to bring joy to the audience and make the audience like them.

However, except for the mandatory basic tasks, his current host can only get through other tasks by paddling.

Even live broadcasts are rarely open.

As a live broadcast system, 777 was very anxious and a little dejected.

It looked at Gu Xingge again and began to think wildly: [If it is this beautiful young boy who is bound to it, he will definitely be very well-behaved and listen to me, right? When the time comes, even if you are told to start a live broadcast, you will definitely do it, right? I don’t mean to say anything bad about Qibao, it’s just...]

It's probably a common problem in the system.

Do you always think other people's products are more fragrant?

Not only Lin Qi, but also everyone else was observing the young man's actions with vague eyes. But there was no sound.

The mutton-fat jade-like face has red traces on it, which is quite cute.

But this kind of frostbitten wound would make him feel uncomfortable.

Gu Xingge not only felt pain in his fingers, but also in pain on his face.

This hand can blow, but Lian, Lian himself can't blow.

Gu Xingge didn't dare to touch it with his hands. He was afraid that if there was any wound, it would be over if it was touched by his dirty hands.

There is a sense of familiarity.

Could it be frostbite? Gu Xingge whispered in his heart: He has obviously applied the baby cream, why is it still freezing? It's really annoying, the pain feels so uncomfortable.

Pursing his lips and lowering his eyelashes, Gu Xingge pinched his fingertips. When he returned, he asked about another thing that was on his mind.

He said to the yellow hair: "Well... I want to ask about that white flower you mentioned."

The young man struggled for a while, but he still couldn't forget the profound memory left by the murderer. The sense of threat was like a shadow.

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the young man approaching, he smelled the fragrance of the young man.

It smells good.

I felt very confused all of a sudden.

On this day, he had been secretly peeking at the boy for a long time. The sudden approach of the other party caused Huang Mao's brain to shut down for a long time. Then he recovered, coughed and stuttered and said: "You said, what you said, that flower? ?”

"That flower has a longer life. It can live well for ten days and a half even without watering."

It is precisely because of the timeliness and special effects of this flower that in addition to being called the obscene flower, it is also called the rogue flower.

Anyway, except for the real name, the name based on its utility is not a good name.

Huang Mao asked: "Do you want to keep the flowers after you go back?"

Gu Xingge shook his head quickly and said, "No, no, no!"

The boy denied it twice in succession. After he finished speaking without thinking, he licked his dry lips, "I was just curious and suddenly wanted to ask."

Gu Xingge also knew that the other party would not believe him if he spoke like this.

But Gu Xingge couldn't think of an excuse for a while.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to believe what he said and didn't ask any further questions.

Gu Xingge breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, couldn't help but curled his lips, and thought happily in his heart - okay.

"It's so annoying. Why does the baby want to talk to other people?"

"Why don't you look at me?"

"Why are you looking at other people?"

"What kind of flower? That lewd one can only deceive the newlyweds of the apocalypse? If the baby likes it, I can't find it for the baby!"

"It's so annoying, so annoying. That yellow guy is not a good guy! He's just a rotten cucumber, and I don't know how many people he played with. Baby, look at me!"

"Crack——" The snow sank under the steps.

Gu Xingge raised his eyes in confusion, and Huang Mao also looked at the boss who came over with a surprised look on his face.

The man wearing a snow-white jacket had a stern look on his face, and his palms were like iron palms tightly holding the young man's hand, and led the young man in his direction.

Then Qi Hanchuan's hand pinched the boy's cheek.

The flesh on Gu Xingge's face was very soft, and when he pinched it, it sank, and even with the fingertips pressed against it, there was only a small dimple on it. Qi Hanchuan's eyebrows were cold and he said, "Why don't you look at me?"

Holding his shoulders, Shi Minling gently raised his eyebrows and squinted at the scene in front of him.